I am not sure if things happen exactly as I want them to, or if things happen the way they happen and I convince myself that it is what I wanted. Either way, it works out pretty well.So, life is good. People are great (or not, and you get a chance to learn something about who you don’t want to be), the world is beautiful and I am happy happy happy. I think that being busy really helps me to be happy. I don’t like being overwhelmed, but I definitely like having a lot to keep up with. Maybe having a lot going on, a lot of people coming and going, a lot of activities and opportunities is fun because it gives me so much to be grateful for. When things are busy and complicated and bursting at the seems, if something goes wrong or goes off track (as it inevitably will) it isn’t that big of a deal because something else will immediately...